Fic: The Sentinel -- There's No Such Thing
Notes: Well, whaddya know? I wrote a snippet. Didn't think I had it in me.
Warnings: Death story! Unbetaed, practically unproofed. Jim/Blair, gen (sorta); J/f implied; AU; sentinelsandguidesareknown.
Rating: For everyone.
There's No Such Thing
"Lt. Rafe. I would say, nice to see you, but not on this occasion."
Rafe nodded at the older gentleman. "Representative Simmons."
"Such a shame. A decorated hero--and a Sentinel, too. Do you know what happened?"
"Not really. Just that he zoned, and his Guide was unable to bring him out of it. That's her over there," said Rafe, pointing to a weeping woman. "She's inconsolable."
Simmons frowned. "I thought Ellison had a male Guide."
"He did, for a while. Guy was a flake, though--kept on and on about spirit animals and kept insisting they had to 'bond,' for chrissakes. Ellison finally threw him out."
"I remember the guy though. Bright kid. Uh . . . Eisenberg or something?"
"Sandburg."
"Right, right. What happened to the kid?"
Looking out over the crowd of mourners, Rafe pursed his lips. "Funny about that. The kid died in a car accident a week ago."
"Really? Both of them gone within a week. You're right, that's weird."
"Oh, I'm sure there's no connection. Although, come to think of it. Jim zoned right about the time of the kid's accident."
"Concidence." The politician shrugged.
"Yeah, I'm sure of it. Coincidence."
Fin.
Warnings: Death story! Unbetaed, practically unproofed. Jim/Blair, gen (sorta); J/f implied; AU; sentinelsandguidesareknown.
Rating: For everyone.
There's No Such Thing
"Lt. Rafe. I would say, nice to see you, but not on this occasion."
Rafe nodded at the older gentleman. "Representative Simmons."
"Such a shame. A decorated hero--and a Sentinel, too. Do you know what happened?"
"Not really. Just that he zoned, and his Guide was unable to bring him out of it. That's her over there," said Rafe, pointing to a weeping woman. "She's inconsolable."
Simmons frowned. "I thought Ellison had a male Guide."
"He did, for a while. Guy was a flake, though--kept on and on about spirit animals and kept insisting they had to 'bond,' for chrissakes. Ellison finally threw him out."
"I remember the guy though. Bright kid. Uh . . . Eisenberg or something?"
"Sandburg."
"Right, right. What happened to the kid?"
Looking out over the crowd of mourners, Rafe pursed his lips. "Funny about that. The kid died in a car accident a week ago."
"Really? Both of them gone within a week. You're right, that's weird."
"Oh, I'm sure there's no connection. Although, come to think of it. Jim zoned right about the time of the kid's accident."
"Concidence." The politician shrugged.
"Yeah, I'm sure of it. Coincidence."
Fin.